Chapter 1881  Chapter 503: Final Sprint (Part 3)

“Not yet. The Ancient Demon Clan is entangled with me. If any of you are free, feel free to come and assist.”

A low, sonorous voice rang out—it was naturally the voice of the Dragon Ancestor.

The voice came from that Ancestor Dragon’s shadow, coiling in the void, its light flickering uncertainly, with golden scales flashing occasionally over its body.

“Is the Dao Origin also held up?”

Seeing no one respond, the Chaos Immortal Emperor asked.

After a while, a pitch-black sword shadow spoke: “Yes.”

Extremely brief, emotionless, and giving away nothing of the situation.

“Chaos, the embers of my Eastern Domain are with you, take care of them for me. I owe you a debt this time.”

The Dragon Ancestor, seeing no one come to help, did not press the matter, as they had discussed before. The fall of the Eastern Domain was also a result of their deliberation. The Emperors willing to go have gone, and the rest are plotting other matters.

Even if everyone were to personally attend, the Eastern Domain would still face destruction, perhaps even quicker. After all, bearing the battlefield of this great calamity, it might very well turn to dust.

“Let’s not mention this again. You all prepare to engage well; the time has come. It’s time for the Ten Thousand Clans to gather for a counterattack. First, completely eliminate the Ancient Demons in the other Three Domains, then encircle the Eastern Domain!”

The Chaos Immortal Emperor declared.

“My Emperor Clan is already assembled and ready for battle at any time.”

A white-haired apparition, exuding an imposing aura, stated coldly.

Even among the many apparitions, it seemed to be the center of attention, like the moon surrounded by stars.

He was the Heavenly Emperor who founded the Heavenly Emperor Clan.

“My clan as well. It’s time to urge Immortals and Stars; how are the preparations on your end? It’s time to select the True Kings!”

Another apparition, like a colorful ribbon in the sky, emitted a gentle female voice infused with ancient Daoist Charm, ethereal yet profound.

“Is the Four Domains Bridge built yet?”

An aged voice rang out, belonging to an elder apparition whose face was obscured and who was the Immortal Immortal Emperor.

Though their true bodies were scattered across the world, the Emperors’ Consciousnesses could gather, allowing communication even for those like the Dragon Ancestor who were engaged in combat.

“Currently, it is built, but considering continuous transport, we are still filling it with top-tier Immortal Vein essences, as this campaign is expected to last a thousand years. It will take thirty more years to be fully stabilized!”

An elder apparition, glowing with starlight, spoke, also an Emperor.

“Are the other clans ready?”

An apparition wearing a crown of an Emperor, radiating platinum light, asked in a deep voice—he was the Emperor of the Saint Clans.

A brief silence fell across the starry sky.

The Chaos Immortal Emperor swept his gaze over the scene, noticing some of the major clans were not yet ready. He quietly said:

“Since the Four Domains Bridge and the gathering of the Ten Thousand Clans’ forces both require time, why not set a date? How about in a hundred years? In a hundred years, once the True Kings are selected, the Three Domains, including the Original Lands, will be divided into ten areas, each governed by a True King, preparing for the counterattack!”

“A hundred years, enough for them to recuperate a bit.”

The Heavenly Emperor frowned, visibly displeased, his gaze sweeping over the other Emperors, evidently aware that those who remained silent were not yet ready.

“No need to rush, Heavenly Emperor. Now, other clans in the Three Domains are also gathering. We still need a bit of time.”

Another Emperor spoke slowly.

“A hundred years, let it be a hundred years then!”

The voice came from an enormous mountain apparition.

After contemplating, no other apparitions voiced objections, tacitly agreeing to this timeline.

“Three Domains plus the Original Lands, divided into ten areas, how should they be divided?”

An Emperor said slowly, casting his gaze at the other apparitions, with a silver ax mark on his forehead—he was the Emperor of the War Clan.

“To rule my Original Lands, only the strongest should suffice. I suggest the Three Domains be divided into nine areas, and the Original Lands stand as one army, so there’s no interference with each other.”

An apparition, covered in countless vines, responded coldly.

He was one of the three Great Emperors of the Primordial True Realm, the Original Immortal Emperor.

This time, the Original Lands were also involved in this immense calamity. He, as the Immortal Emperor of the Chaos Ancient Clan, although unwilling to participate, understood that both Chaos and the Dao Origin were entwined in this. It’s hard to remain untouched alone.

As for allying with the Ancient Demons, it’s impossible. He had long seen the cruelty of the Ancient Demons. Moreover, to the Ancient Demons, the Chaos Ancient Clan is even more delicious than other major clans. No race could ever befriend its food.

Unless,

it was already sated.

“The Original Lands as a standalone army, then… it’s feasible.”

An Emperor said.

After slightly furrowing their brows, the other Emperors also tacitly agreed, understanding the nature of the Chaos Ancient Clan. They inherently loathed the True Realm’s Ten Thousand Races, except for a very few major clans like the Heavenly Emperor Clan and the Dao Clan, which the Chaos Ancient Clan would consider as equals. The other major clans were merely inferior bloodlines in their eyes.

If the Chaos Ancient Clan were truly grouped with the other Ten Thousand Clans of the Three Domains, there might actually be counterproductive effects in battle.

“Three Domains, each forming three armies, with the Original Lands as one army; it’s reasonable.”

The Heavenly Emperor nodded slowly, accepting this division.

Although instinctively disdainful of the Chaos Ancient Clan, he acknowledged the scale of the Original Lands. If it truly became one army, it would undoubtedly be a main force.

“To rule the Original Lands, only a first-ranked True King can do it. Other True Kings may not command the allegiance of all.”

The Original Immortal Emperor reiterated.

The others seemed to have anticipated his words and remained silent.

The Chaos Immortal Emperor glanced at the Heavenly Emperor. Given his previous agreement, he likely believed that their Emperor Clan’s successor would secure the top True King’s position. Thus, if their Emperor Clan could command the Chaos Ancient Clan of the Original Lands through this campaign, after the conflict, the influence of the Heavenly Emperor Clan might permeate the Original Lands, potentially resulting in one clan leading ten thousand in the future!

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